Feb 27 - Fresno to Denver

It’s the start of vacation. Been going skiing for the past several weekend. But today is the the big day. Got up at 4am, all packed and ready to go. Then its onto the plane at 6:00 and into Denver by 11:40am.

By the way, the flight from Phoenix to Denver was fun—hit tuberlance. Turned into an E tick ride. Dropped 30-50’ in just a few seconds, plane swaying around like a kite on a string. Lady behind us really concerned. Pilot earned his pay. On the other hand from Fresno to Phoenix was uneventful. The stewardess was great—had a very funny monologue going on plane safety.
David, Andrea, Steven and I went out to lunch at Old Chicago Pizza. Then on to David’s place to unpack. Then its time to get outfitted. We get ready and leave Lakewood around 2:30pm for Moffit Tunnel.

We ski’d 2½ miles at Moffet Tunnel. When we got to the tunnel, the temperature as 15F; wind was blowing 20mph with gusts up to 40mph—at least when we left the car. To this California boy—it was cold. But the snow was good, light powder on a good base. Moffitt Tunnel is a good place to ski when you have good snow. It’s a pretty mellow incline up a rivine. You come to a T where to can go to some lakes or up to the continental divide.

Once we got into the ravine, the wind died down and it was fun to ski. I did the best I have ever done on that trail. Actually felt like I had a little skill—emphasis on little. Andrea showed she retained her skiing skill—but was not in her usual top shape—she is getting into shape after her surgery on her heal. Steven is getting back to skiing with David’s help. David, well is David, is doing it well.

Well, we made it to the junction at 5pm. Decided that it was a good first time out and came back. When we got back to the car, even though it was colder with gusts, I thought it was manageable. Maybe this old California boy can start to adapt!

Because we ate late, Buca was out. So we came back to David’s place. Steven’s revealed that his boots were bothering him. So we went to REI and picked up some Superfeet for him. Then its own to Moose Hill Cantina and had dinner--=combination plate 17, if you must know—Chili Reino and Cheese Enchilada. Casa Quintero is better. So its back home, talk for a wile and onward to bed by 10pm. A content day.